halloween kinda bugged me this year. whenever I heard “trick or treat” I imagined little chucky standing on someone's door step, threatening a “trick”. I also didn’t like “happy halloween” like we are all celebrating evil together. I also don’t like that spell checker is trying to get me to capitalize “halloween”. I also didn’t like the creepy houses with fog and tombstones and mummies with glowing eyes making death noises coming up out of the lawn. yeah. oh, and Ty told me I was going to hell because I skipped bible school to take the kids trick or treating with him on Satan’s holy day. =)
I am a lame mother and didn’t take photos of the kids. Mark was store-bought Ironman, and Susie just wore a tutu and some mardi gras necklaces for fun. I figured she wouldn’t leave on any hats, hoods, headbands, etc., and I never came up with anything to do for her which didn’t involve that. or involve buying a bunch of stuff and driving all over town. next year.
I did get this picture of Ty and I on Saturday night before an adult halloween party, though…
He went as me/soccer player, and I went as him/logger. I even smelled like a logger by the way. At the party, my friend Kristel was like “what’s that smell?” yeah, it was me. Chainsaw gas. I look like a man in that picture so apparently it was a good costume.
Anyway, that is about it. I have an awesome old vintage camera to clean up and show you and I have some painting to do, hopefully one of those things can get done tomorrow on my day off!